It has to be Saturday. The only weekend day you aren’t working (Friday) or thinking about working the next day (Sunday). On Saturday, work is the furthest thing from your mind. Of course, if you work weekends then all bets are off.
Saturday. I do a week of early shifts followed by a week of late shifts. On the Friday of an early week I’m too tired to enjoy it. On the Friday of a late week there’s not enough of the day left to enjoy. Sundays are busy, swimming lessons for the kids followed by coffee, breakfast and hot chocolates, then shopping at the farmer’s markets. Saturday is the day that feels like a true day off.
I chose Sunday, as it was closest. I’m retired, so Sunday night is like Friday night for me. Everyone goes back to work, and the parks, lakes, and roads are less crowded for me.
I’ve always liked Friday…there’s such anticipation. It’s that same anticipation that diminishes Sunday.
When Mrs. L and I were on the road a lot, visiting new places, I can’t tell you how many times it occurred to me that being retired would have some fantastic perqs for travel. So many museums or other attractions were closed on Sunday. I’d think, ‘Man, if we were retired we could visit this place on a weekday and practically have it to ourselves!’ I imagine you run into some discounts that way, too.
Sunday: that’s my fun day. My ‘I don’t have to run’ day.
Just kidding. When it comes to my favorite weekend day I’m more in line with Rebecca Black than the Bangles. Friday, Friday, something something Friday. Partyin’ partyin’ yeah!
Friday night is my ‘me’ night-- as much as I love my family, it’s the one night a week I get to do whatever I want. Which might be spending time with my family. But more often it’s doing my own thing. That. plus the fact that, on Friday night, Monday seems like it’s years away.
Friday is my shortest workday of the week (and it’s a work from home day) which makes it my favourite day, and a good start to the weekend. I have gym classes at 8.15am and 9.15am on Saturday so I have to get up reasonably early but I enjoy that day the most because it’s usually full of things I want to do. Sunday is the day for a lie-in and general slothage, but I have to do meal prep for my three campus office days which reminds me that work is never far away.
Still, Friday night is the best blast, with the whole weekend in front of you. Monday I’ve got Friday on my mind.
Gonna have fun in the city. Be with my girl, she’s so pretty.
I said Friday. I don’t work on Fridays anymore. On Thursday, when I get home, I clean the house (vac, mop, bathrooms, MAYBE dust). I love waking up on Fridays to a clean house. I take the dogs for their first walk of the day and after getting myself ready for the day, I do the grocery circuit. I’m home by 10:30 and have the rest of the day to myself (my husband is at work). Everything is done, I have numerous tv shows that were recorded during the week to watch and all day to watch them. (during the summer, I’d be outside all day). AND I think to myself, I still have two days left!